Dream Journal Ultimate
Date: 12/20/2018
By peachkeedi
I had been pregnant for a while but didn't look ready to give birth. I was walking around and then I suddenly started to go into labor. I arrived at a hospital and was in a lot of pain. Some drugs kicked in I guess because the pain didn't last very long. After some time, I gave birth to triplets. Jesse was there and a lot more excited than I was. Within about an hour I was cleaned up and walking again. I roamed the Halls at the hospital and went in and out of a door that led me to my car so I could pack things up. I didn't see the triplets anymore. I don't think I planned on taking them home but Jesse did. I didn't want them. In fact, I never even looked at them. I kept thinking about how I was drinking wine last night and didn't look pregnant enough for triplets and how I wanted to run away. I went off by myself and talked to a doctor at the reception. He was kind of scared of me. I guess he was a hypochondriac. I got really dizzy all of a sudden and fainted right next to him. once I regained consciousness, Jesse walked me to the other room so we could find our other doctors. They were having a cup of coffee and chatting and didn't seem worried. Then the dream Changed. We were in some kind of attic and there was a light angled up the ceiling. Jesse was stretching and you could see his shadow on the ceiling. I looked down over the edge and could see a huge football field that looked have the same setup as speed swimming. There were a bunch of lanes in the grass. You can see all of the animations that would normally be on TV telling you which team was which. They were playing football but it was like a free-for-all football. They had the best player from each of their teams to represent. I was drawing something on it piece of paper and I was kind of out of it. I drew a really horrible looking pair of glasses on a drawing of a guy's head. I posted it on Instagram and 10 minutes later somebody got it as a face tattoo. it was so ugly I deleted every photo I had of the evidence that I had drawn it because I was so ashamed about bad it looked. I don't know why anyone would have gotten that tattoo on their face. In the dream I woke up and started using voice to text to send a message to Jesse about my dream. I guess he was in the other room and heard me though, because he started to respond repeating what I had said yelling back "hey handsome how are you" and then he entered the room. Then I woke up in real life